Raising children is pretty much a day-to-day business. There are mostly good times and, unfortunately, times I’d like to forget. However, there are many special moments that parents live for. In a previous blog, I called them “Messianic moments.”
Being a parent can be extremely difficult, especially when you’re balancing it with a full-time job, housework, kids’ sports events and practices and dozens of other extras. Parents get supremely tired and feel guilty because they just can’t do it all. It can be a rough life at times.
One of the most difficult things about being a parent or grandparent is knowing when to hold on and when to let go.
I know how to raise kids and I'm not keeping my mouth shut about it. But it's not always appreciated.
I’m never looking for new quotes, but they always seem to find me.
Getting older can be pretty depressing at times.
A few weeks ago, I was stunned by Facebook once again. I had been contemplating writing a blog, and the perfect saying popped up on my wall. It was exactly what I wanted to write about. I have no one to give credit for the saying.
Judgment of people because of race or religion is not innate. It is taught, says Momaha blogger, Claire Flatowicz.
If I have a deadline it will meet it. If I tell someone I’ll do something, it’s done. If I have a commitment, it will be met. In my world, that’s the only way to be. Unfortunately, fewer and fewer people are in my world.
How many stages do I have left? I don’t know. Hopefully I’ll stay healthy enough to enjoy the majority of them.
I can’t think of a better way to learn more about myself than doing several Facebook quizzes weekly.
I have always been very frugal. Some may even consider me cheap.
I drove to Minneapolis yesterday to help take care of my youngest child, Jeremy, who was having back surgery. I knew he would need help getting around for a while.
We were out to dinner with Pierre’s older daughter, Nikki, a few weeks ago.
I really dislike the words “favorite” and “best.”
I can’t believe I’m doing this. Talk about NOT writing about what I know. I know about many things, but I do not know a lot about exercise.
It’s the holiday season, and it’s hard to avoid conversations about home decorating. People are buying their trees and decorations. Homes all over the city sparkle with holiday cheer.
I know many of you don’t agree with President Obama, but I do. Let me tell you why, and hopefully you’ll be able to look at the situation through different eyes.
My father always used to say, “Some people live to eat, and some people eat to live.” You might have heard this saying before.
Aryeh Azriel has been the senior rabbi of Temple Israel for almost 28 years. Over the years he has been a great rabbi, as well as a friend. He has given many good sermons, but, fortunately or unfortunately as the case may be, there is only one that I remember well.
In the good old days it seems like communication skills were so much more important. In elementary and middle schools we spent quite a bit of time learning letter writing, as well as telephone skills, and even conversational skills.
I finally got my hair colored and cut last Thursday. It had been six weeks, longer than I’ve waited for a dye job in a long time. My roots were totally gray, not a handsome silver like my husband’s but a mousy gray.
This is my 14th year of playing fantasy football. If that doesn’t give you an adrenaline rush, this may not be the blog for you.
I have a filter problem. I tend to say what’s on my mind, without ever thinking of the consequences.
My father, Richard Gummers, was the individual who shaped my life and personality the most. He was a remarkable man who gave so much to everyone he knew.
I may not think I’m getting old, but cameras and mirrors seem to disagree with me. Darn them!